#thewayislost

All it took was a phone call, the suggestion for dinner being thrown into the conversation at some point. Neither aware of who said it first. Yet, she couldn't help, but to feel as if it was teased out of her own lips.

It didn't take long. Maybe an hour or less for the object to lay forgotten on the table with the remainder of food that was barley even touch for lips to be upon lips. To find herself caught within his grasp once more. His hand held her by the elbow upon the table, a glass of wine knocked over when he leaned in.

Lips were upon lips. Emerald green eyes fluttering shut for a moment as a small noise left her. It was quick. Leaving one lost as to where the rest could be. There was a craving for more within her stomach. Locking onto the Doctor's eyes as he sat back against his chair once more. As if he hadn't just knock her breath away.

It was laid out between them. A secret spoken in darkness.

“I’ve long enjoyed the acquisition of money and power, but my favourite pleasures, Felicia… Are those found with a partner.”